After exchanging text messages with my husband, I set my phone aside and stood before Rick. We had often talked about what he would do if we were lucky enough to meet in person. So, I didn’t need any direction from him. I knew what he wanted, and I was ha...
The librarian knelt on the floor, looking up at me, her glasses framed her face. My hands held her head, guiding it up and down my cock as she stared deeply into my eyes. She pulled my cock out of her mouth with a pop, knowing I was close. While jerking m...
It was an unseasonably warm evening in late March. Brent's plane had just landed. Melissa was nervous. She was parked in the cell phone lot. It was both convenient and inconvenient that Brent was going to be in town the same weekend John had come to Seatt...
Dear Pussy, Does it bother you that I sometimes call you a cock? Do you feel misgendered?? Or do you feel seen as the penetrating power you can sometimes be?? Dear Pussy, Is the reason why you are so wet all the time because you’re crying? I imagine it mu...
Lance moved to lie on top of me, and I eagerly slipped my arms around him. All the while, I thought of how I was the second woman to be fucked in his bed tonight. As he lowered his lips to my neck, I closed my eyes and vividly recalled the way Dawn had be...
I waited until the woman left Lance's house, and he was alone in his bedroom once more. Concealed in the shadows, I watched him approach the window. Wearing that same confident smile, he gazed in my direction, as if to summon me. Then he turned off the la...
“Fuck! Fuck! Look at her taking that cock,” Kelly gasped. She bounced on her boyfriend’s lap, their straddled position lining his tip up directly with her g-spot. The pleasure centers of the lithe blonde’s brain fired on all cylinders from the intense fuc...
“Hey, honey,” Erin called from the bedroom. “Can you zip me up, please?” “Sure, dear,” I said, finishing the last gulp of my coffee. “Wow, look at what we have here…” I marveled at my wife’s backside as I approached. She wore a slender red dress that hugg...
“Oh, my, my,” he murmured, back bumping against the door and eyes closing, luscious lashes decorating his cheeks. “Oh, hell yes.” I smirked, twirling strands of his soft, silky hair around my fingers as I leaned in for a chaste kiss. “You like that, baby?...
For her twenty-first birthday, Jane wanted a complete blowout. The end of college. The ability to legally drink. The last time they might get to have fun like this before real life truly began and they all moved away for separate jobs. It was a recipe for...
“I’m never leaving this goddamn place,” Mark mumbled to himself as his fingers clacked angrily on the keyboard. The master lights in the office had clicked off hours ago. Somewhere in the distance, the cleaning crew vacuumed, and their small Bluetooth spe...
His name, I knew, was William, and he wanted to fuck me. It was the first time we’d ever met, no words had been exchanged between us, but his doe-brown eyes spoke words of torrid lust in their gaze. The fact that his jaw dropped, his tongue snaked over hi...
Mark put the car in park in his office parking lot, sighed his daily defeated sigh, and then opened his door to begin yet another day of pointless office work. The Tesla driver parked beside him was parked on the dividing parking space line, so he could o...
ACT FOUR, SCENE ONE a few days after our last chapter: Friday 21st May 2032, but very early in the morning, after a long night: The Corn Exchange, Cambridge We will, we will FUCK YOU! chanted the crowd. We will, we will FUCK YOU! “What a night, eh?!” Cunt...
Nude and dripping, little rivulets of water cascading over her freshly-showered body, Gwen grabbed herself a bite to eat and fired up her computer as she pondered what to do with her day. Despite her weekend of kinky, slutty debauchery, Gwendolyn was stil...
